We're exactly where we need to be
We're exactly where we need to be
You had my food, now you have me
Special treatment for special privileges
You can't and will not escape
I want performance, not excuses
So you never had real pussy before?
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Let me guess, you want them
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Let the pussy feel neglected
Your holes want it
Will you still call me after?